Time's Legacy: A Precise Balance of Respect

Saud Ilyas

In this realm of time, where respect is sought,
A journey of battles, lessons hard-fought.
To earn what's deserved, a noble quest,
And upholding it becomes life's true test.

Within my circle, hearts are reserved,
Those who prove worthy, their honor preserved.
Respect, dear friend, I cannot forsake,
For in reciprocity, a bond we make.

Slang and unkind words fail to bring cool,
They unveil your essence, reveal your true rule.
Behind facades, the world sees through,
No allure is found in the verbal charade's view.

Open my heart to those I embrace,
Yet caution guards respect's sacred space.
Disrespect's line shall never be crossed,
For lost is respect, once it's tossed.

Once departed from my heart's abode,
No return is found, no solace bestowed.
Plea or cry cannot mend what's undone,
Respect, once shattered, is forever undone.

In this truth, we find, respect is supreme,
The cornerstone of a noble human theme.
In pursuit of honor, let us strive,
To cherish and guard respect while we're alive.

  • Author: Saud Ilyas (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 25th, 2023 16:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.


  • L. B. Mek

    'For in reciprocity, a bond we make.'
    that's the dream
    great message, so well written
    thanks for sharing, dear poet

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